The Genius Youngest Disciple of the Wudang Sect

Chapter 179

I almost snorted for a moment.

I, who died because of the Demonic Cult and came back to the present, am being asked to go to the Demonic Cult with him. It's truly a ridiculous thing to say.

'By the way, last time it was Dokgo Jugwak.'

There are so many who want to take me with them.

Can this also be called a blessing if it is a blessing?

"You'll come with me, right? No. You'll have to come with me. That's the only way no one will die."

"You're crazy. Do you think I'll follow you if you threaten me like that?"

"Yes. If you say you won't go, I'll kill you, and I'll kill the two lying over there, and I'll go up to Kunlun and kill your master too. Do you think I can't do it?"

To be honest, it seems he really can, so I can't even answer.

Madness was glistening in the Demon Flower Hall Master's eyes.

It was an expression and a gaze that made the word 'fanatic' come out on its own.

"Sigh... then if I'm going to die anyway. I'll have to struggle to the end."

"Don't do that. Do you know how hard it is to find someone you like? The reason I'm angry that you killed the Blue King Flag Master is precisely that. I searched for over five years and finally settled for that much and quit. You made that effort in vain."

To be honest, it's none of my business whether he made an effort in vain or not.

By the way, until a little while ago, he didn't believe that I had killed the Blue King Flag Master, but now he seems to believe it completely.

It seems he judges that it would have been possible with the martial arts I showed a little while ago.

'Damn it...'

And at the same time, I cursed inwardly.

Right now, he is too relaxed. It means he is looking down on me completely.

Originally, a master can grasp the opponent's level just by clashing swords a few times.

I still haven't fully grasped the Demon Flower Hall Master's skills, but it seems the Demon Flower Hall Master has completely grasped my skills.

"So let's go together. I'll treat you well. As for training... it will be as hard as right before you die, but I can treat you well in everything else."

"What is the reason for trying to take me with you to that extent? The Demonic Cult surely has talents of my level."

"If you only count talent, that's right. But there aren't many guys who are as talented as you and also have a venomous spirit. Should I say that that gaze drives me crazy?"

"You madman. What is the benefit you get from raising me?"

"Benefit? Benefit... if by any chance you show your talent and become a minor cult leader, and you reach a position where you have a say in the cult... make our Demon Flower Hall an independent organization, not a direct unit of the strategist. That's all."

He suddenly had a wistful voice and expression.

Even that made me feel bad, so I frowned and answered, "I'm sorry, but I don't think that will happen. Because I won't follow you. If I die here, you'll have to find another talent, right?"

"No. I don't think there will be another talent like you."

"How do you know that? It hasn't been long since we met."

"This is the first time for me too. Is this what they call fate?"

He suddenly narrows his eyes and looks at me.

I got goosebumps, but I forced myself to act calm and opened my mouth.

"You pervert. If it were you, would you want to follow someone who doesn't look normal like you?"

I said that and then observed the Demon Flower Hall Master's reaction.

To be honest, I don't know why that fanatic is suddenly acting like this towards me.

It's true that I'm outstanding, but is there really no one else in the Central Plains with my level of talent?

In the current martial world alone, there are countless people who are called masters or super masters.

Because all those masters must have been called geniuses or prodigies when they were young.

'Did he feel something from me by any chance?'

The Demon Flower Hall Master has outstanding senses, and because of that, he might have felt something from me.

But it doesn't seem like he knows for sure what it is... what should I say, it's as if he felt something instinctively?

As expected, the Demonic Cult is the Demonic Cult. Although there is still a lot of time before the time of war comes, and the Demon Flower Hall Master is a rather high-ranking person among them, I can feel the potential that destroyed the orthodox martial world.

"Not normal? Well. That's right. But what is normal?"

"What?"

"I'm just a little different, it's not that I'm wrong. Our Demonic Cult is a place like this. A place that respects each person's individuality and presents numerous ways to become strong. Like your orthodox martial world, with its uniform education and uniform teachings... that's why it's bound to stagnate and rot. Coming to us will be a better choice for your future as well."

Although the Demon Flower Hall Master rambled on, it didn't really enter my ears.

Because I was busy racking my brain on how to get out of here alive.

And then, in his conversation, I think I found one way to survive.

'That guy. He'll try to take me with him no matter what. He probably won't be able to kill me.'

Right now, his gaze is like that of looking at a precious and small animal.

I bet everything on that gaze and opened my mouth to him.

"Alright. I'll follow you."

"Really? You've thought well. That's the way to save everyone."

"But. I can't go like this."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I haven't fought with all my strength right now. If I can't even hurt you after showing everything I can do, then I will follow you. Isn't it better for you if I follow you on my own rather than you forcing me?"

He narrowed his eyes and looked at me.

It seemed he couldn't quite grasp what kind of scheme I had.

"If I'm forced to go, I won't do anything. I won't learn martial arts, I won't train, and I won't eat or drink anything. And I'll try to commit suicide whenever I have a chance. Isn't this enough of a reason for me to go on my own?"

"Hmph! That's not a reason. I can just give you medicine, make you confused, and then brainwash you, right?"

"If you do that, will I be able to maintain this five senses as they are? I'll become half a fool... that's not what you want, is it?"

As I calmly refuted without being flustered, his eyes turned yellow and he burst out laughing again.

"Haha! That's right. That's right. That wouldn't do, would it? Our Demonic Cult has an amazing brainwashing technique... that also makes you lose your mind a little. In the end, I have to make you follow me on your own."

Although it was definitely not a good story for him, he had an unusually bright expression.

Perhaps the fact that I refuted to this point itself is a joy and a pleasure to him.

"So let's make a bet."

"A bet?"

"I said it earlier. I haven't fought with all my strength. If I fight with all my strength and you shed even a single drop of blood, let me go. Instead, if I can't do anything even after doing that, I will follow you obediently."

"......"

He was lost in thought for a moment, and then he said to me again, "I don't want to."

"What? Then you're going to kill me in the end?"

"No. I'd like to add just one more condition."

"Tell me."

"Let's say I saw your blood after you fought with all your might, as you said. So if I let you go, this is not the end, but I also have a chance next time. Then I will accept your proposal."

I shook my head firmly.

"No. That doesn't make sense. The fact that I'm fighting with all my strength means I'll be exhausted after fighting you, so what if you ask me to fight right away? It's too unfair."

"You. You're quite picky, aren't you?"

"I'm that kind of person. It also means I don't want to follow you that much."

The Demon Flower Hall Master, as if he were not even angry at my words, chuckled and said to me, "Alright. I know what you mean. Then let's do this. If you win this time, I won't come looking for you for six months. And I also promise that I won't raid the Wudang Sect or Kunlun."

"Then?"

"After six months. I'll come looking for you when you're not at the Wudang Sect. Don't worry about how I'll know. I don't know if you know, but our Heavenly Demon Divine Cult has eyes and ears all over the martial world. I can find out everything."

"What if I never come down from Mount Wudang for the rest of my life?"

He gave a deep smile.

It seems he is enjoying this conversation with me.

"Then there's nothing I can do. I have no choice but to give up. Although I will miss you for the rest of my life."

He pretended to wipe away tears that weren't even there and continued, "But can you really do that? I don't think you can. You'll be stuck in Mount Wudang for the rest of your life? No? You'll come out to the martial world again after not being able to stand it for a few months at most."

"Ugh..."

Although it hasn't been long since we met, he judged me accurately.

I, without showing any of my annoyance, aimed my sword at him and said, "Then the conversation is over... shall we have a go now?"

"Good. To overwhelm you, I'll have to use all my strength too."

And then silence fell between the two of us.

At a glance, the content of the bet is incredibly advantageous to me.

Because all I have to do is graze him a little with my sword.

But did the Demon Flower Hall Master, being a fool, agree to such an unfair bet condition? I absolutely don't think so.

He is confident after completely grasping my skills.

That my sword will never even graze his body.

The fight began naturally, and without anyone going first, at the same time as we both kicked off the ground.

Thanks to using all my strength, I felt my feet getting stuck in the ground, and I kicked off the ground and moved forward.

The Demon Flower Hall Master also rushed straight at me.

He had his hands wide open, and that sight made me feel as if a beast had opened its jaws.

I twisted my body in the air and created a rotation. I can feel my hair and clothes fluttering as if they would be torn by the scattering wind.

As much as my body rotated, my sword also contained many changes.

But all those swords were blocked by the Demon Flower Hall Master's hands.

Although it was a sword that contained the maximum amount of true energy, to think that it couldn't even pierce a single hand.

The Demon Flower Hall Master's gaze was focused, as if he would not allow any other place than his hands.

After exchanging a round of offense and defense, I retreated and took my stance again, and raised the Taiji Heart Method to its peak.

Perhaps because too much force passed through my qi channels in an instant. Sparks flew in my eyes, and I feel a tingling sensation in my spine.

At that time, the Demon Flower Hall Master took a light step.

Although it seems he is just taking a step, I can't guess in which direction he will attack.

But I realized that I didn't need to worry for a moment.

Because it is clear that he will come to me anyway.

My step, which was full of true energy, scattered the Demon Flower Hall Master's force.

A strange light appears in the eyes of him who was trying to bewitch me with a sinister energy.

In the meantime, I take another step. The step that the Demon Flower Hall Master was originally going to take.

When I reached there first, surprise was now engraved in the Demon Flower Hall Master's eyes.

I swung my sword at his neck with one hand.

A sharp sound that echoed at the same time as the sword was swung.

Although it was a fast sword sent from such a close distance, it was not the Demon Flower Hall Master who could not react to it.

But up to this point was also what I had intended.

I deliberately swung the sword with only my right hand.

To free my left hand.

In the first place, at the same time as I stepped on the footwork, I had brought my left hand to my belt, and then the flexible sword was instantly released from my waist.

The flexible sword body became stiff and sharp as it ate my energy.

The flexible sword finally cut the Demon Flower Hall Master's right thigh.

It was the moment I won the bet.

(End of Chapter)